Do you hear that?
That, my friends, is the sound of silence.
Two and a half hours ago, I turned Connor loose. It’s his first day of preschool. It the first time he’s ever been away from me during the day. I know he is going to have so much fun, and I know I am really going to enjoy hanging out with just Logan, and even having some free time while he naps.
But I have a confession to make. As I pulled out of the church driveway, my eyes welled up. For just a moment I thought my heart would burst. It’s the beginning of a whole new chapter in Connor’s life. I can’t even imagine what a mess I will be when he goes to kindergarten!
I have another confession. I always thought the overly-emotional mom was so silly. I worked in a preschool for many years, and I would think to myself, “just get over it. Cut the cord already! It’s not that big of a deal.” It turns out I am totally that mom! I’m the mom with the camera, snapping last minute pictures. I’m the mom telling her child over and over again how much she loves him and how proud she is. I’m that mom who wants one more kiss and one more hug. I’m that mom who desperately wants her baby to look back one more time, because in a way it is her child saying “I still need you, mommy.”
Yup. I’m that mom. And you know what? That is okay.